Blue Wrens

F Francis Duggan
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In small family groups birds that I often see They hop on ground near hedge, bush or small tree The dominant male is dark blue the younger males and females a lightish gray I've seen them in the Winter sunshine today. They seem no larger than large butterflies And their long brown tails seems more than half their size Superb blue wrens for them a given name Compared to most others birds they almost do seem tame. Like most tiny birds they do not live that long Only a couple of years for love and song They soon grow old and fleeting is their prime They soon fall victim to old father time. A squeaky sort of song the male does sing One often hear them in the warmth of Spring They hop on ground in search of insect prey And I see them often though not every day.

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